Chapter 34: How Is that A Sword Skill! (2/2)

Nonetheless, Carlo was ninety percent sure that he would easily defeat her just three days ago, and it was also why he kept trying to provoke her just now.

But now, Boris’s abnormal change lost him that confidence.

While he did not know the reason, if Boris was already so powerful, would the princess’s ability not reach new heights?

“Boris, stand down.”

The girl suddenly spoke.

“Your Highness…” Boris pulled away from Carlo albeit reluctantly. Not quite understand her thoughts, Carlo did not try to sneak a strike, and instead stared at the impassive girl.

Unlike Carlo who was fighting blind, Leah’s could see Boris’s stamina bar from their group stats.

Once his stamina was exhausted, he would earn a ‘fatigue’ debuff and his stats would all fall rapidly. With his blood lacking, Carlo would probably kill him with a single swing.

Even if he could be revived, she did not want to watch as a loyal retainer died.

Understanding Leah’s resolve, Boris followed orders even if he did not want to.

“Now, it’s my turn.”

The girl flicked the hilt of a sword. Then, with a forceful swing, the silver blade turned into a bladed whip as if it was a snake.

Carlo sighed. “I never taught you to use such a vulgar weapon to entertain the masses…”

“You’ll see if it’s vulgar soon enough!” She swung her weapon’s hilt, and the whip blade shot at Carlo, hissing as it cut through the air!

Carlo quickly parried but was sent flying, only able to hold himself steady after stumbling a few steps backward.

He was utterly astonished. He clearly had that 10% buff in strength—why couldn’t he block a single blow? When did the princess become so strong?

Leah pressed her advantage, but Carlo was prepared and evaded her blow.

“I just have to get used to it and dodge it just like a whip! It’s so repetitive compared to your sword skills, Your Highness.” Carlo mocked when he saw that she had no other technique other than her whip sword, attempting to throw her off her rhythm with words for a chance to counter attack.

“Then have a taste of my sword skill, Carlo!” Leah calmly retorted. “Bloody Cross!”

A gentle flick of her whip reverted the whip sword to its blade form. As she slashed the air diagonally twice, a blood-colored cross appeared and shot towards Carlo at her soft cry!

Unable to avoid, Carlo could only dig in to try parrying again. However, the radiant blade slash dispersed and cut him.

How was that a sword skill? It was clearly magic!

“Damn…” Wounded and leaving an opening, Carlo reacted at once.

But he was just a move too slow—Leah’s rushed to a foot away from him, and used a skill he taught her to pierce his heart!

“That power… where… did you get it…” He gasped inaudibly.

As Leah pulled her sword out from him, Carlo fell to the ground on his back.

“It’s a blessing from the God of Games,” the girl replied, “the god you betrayed.”

“Really… so… I was a step behind…” Carlo said unhappily, his eye fading in color even as he looked at the skies. “I’m sorry, Leah… I just wanted my revenge… I hate it so much…”

Leah hesitated for a moment, but finally lowered herself and gently closed Carlo’s eyes.

“I’ll avenge you,” she said gently. “May your soul find peace.”